Musings about food, cooking, wine and related issues -- eating and shopping locally, reading nutrition and ingredient labels, being mindful of food sources -- with digressions into knitting, books, films, music and even the occasional sociopolitical rant.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

While I am all in favor of finding a cure for breast cancer, I am not always so much a fan of the pink everything everywhere.

I saw a banner for this promotion on the sign of a local salon, and thought, "Now that is an awareness promotion that makes sense!!"

Cookies and pens and instant drink mix might not have much of a connection to the disease, but hair certainly does.

Having been a chemotherapy patient (about thirty years ago at this point and not for breast cancer), I was proud of my baldness. (Of course, I was four, so having my hair fall out wasn't particularly traumatic.) My mother even had t-shirts saying "Bald is Beautiful" made for family and friends.

I wasn't much for wigs or hats (again, I was four), and no one shaved their head in solidarity, but pink hair, or a pink hair substitute might have been fun.